All Chapters of Torn between two brothers: One last wish : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 11"Good morning, boss," some of my staff greeted as I walked into my office. After my unexpected and nerve-racking clash with Adrian earlier, I felt a sense of relief to finally be in the comfort of my own space.At least I don't have to see his face until the evening, I thought. But I was really hoping Peter would give me a ride there. I mean, there’s no way I’d ask Adri—I caught myself mid-thought and slapped my cheek gently, trying to bring my mind back to the present. Shaking off the lingering thoughts, I sat down and opened my laptop to continue working on the documents I had left unfinished.Hours passed. I had been glued to my screen for over three hours, still deeply immersed in my work. To be honest, I’ve always been the type of girl who throws herself into her job. It’s a form of therapy, really. It takes my mind off things and gives me a fulfilling sense of accomplishment when tasks are completed. I discovered this about myself a year after Adrian was taken away f

Chapter 13 "Adrian...," I said, holding his hands softly and looking into his eyes. For some reason, all I wanted was to get closer to him—even though he always pushed me away and sometimes spoke so coldly. I stepped in a little more, the space between us now barely there. "What did I tell you before coming here?" Adrian said, gripping my waist firmly and pulling me closer. Our bodies touched. I slowly wrapped my arms around his neck, drawing his head toward mine, our eyes locked. His body wasn't just muscular; his skin was soft, and the closer I got, the more attractive he became. "I'm sorry, babe. I just got carried away by the way you looked at me," I whispered, letting the words slip out freely. It felt like the world around us had vanished. I was losing control, but I didn’t want to fight it. I've never been strong around Adrian and Roderick. Whenever I’m near either of the two brothers, this irresistible desire overwhelms me, and it's hard to control myself. Maybe it's becau

Chapter 15“Roderick, hold on. You’re drunk. You reek of alcohol,” I said, trying to help him regain his balance. At least that explained why his eyes were red.I tried to lead him to the bed, but he resisted every time, like he wanted to frustrate me. His weight was heavier than it looked, and I knew if this continued, I was going to collapse.Suddenly, Roderick pushed me against the nearby wall, closing the little space left between us. Now, all I could see was his face—so close. His hand slowly moved down to my waist, pulling me tightly to him. The harsh scent of alcohol clung to his body, filling not just the room, but my nose.He brought his face closer to mine, making my heart skip a beat. I wondered what he was up to.“Rod... Roderick,” I whispered as I closed my eyes, uncertain of what to expect. Then he moved to my neck, making me instinctively turn it to the other side, giving him space but still gently trying to push him away. I knew better than to be aggressive with him, s

Chapter 17The next morning, I woke up with a terrible headache, still finding it hard to believe what had happened yesterday with Adrian and Roderick. I got up from Adrian's bed and looked around, my eyes barely open.“His room really is amazing,” I said softly as I admired the surroundings. It was quite plain, with not much design, but still had a very captivating charm. I thought about getting out of the soft bed and slowly opened the door.I walked toward Roderick’s room, about to open it, when I heard Miss Miranda’s voice.“Camila.”I turned to see her smiling at me with a strange look on her face. I stared at her, quite confused, but forced a smile.“Good morning, Miss Miranda,” I said softly.She walked toward me and gave me a hug, whispering in my ear, “Good morning, Camila. Why don’t you call me mother-in-law?”Her words shocked me, echoing in my ears. I stared at her as she pulled away, still confused by her strange behavior.“Come on, we’re having breakfast, so please join

chapter 19 After a while, she finally let go of my hand and sat back down. I did the same. I stared at her for a moment but then turned my gaze to Grandpa and the Clastu family. They all looked genuinely happy. I knew better than to cause a scene. I gently picked up a fork—only to take a glimpse of Adrian. His eyes were fixed on Aria, and the expression on his face stunned me. He looked furious. His gaze was sharp and direct, almost like he was ready to fight. A minute ago, he didn’t even acknowledge her presence, but now he couldn’t seem to stop staring at her. His sudden change in demeanor made her visibly uncomfortable. My fork slipped from my hand, mostly because I was too distracted by Adrian’s reaction. Did he notice what she did? Is that why he's acting like this? I wondered. As I bent to pick up the fork, my eyes caught Roderick. His face was serious, his attention squarely on me. Was he still mad at me? “It was just a little quarrel, Mr. Virgin,” I muttered under my brea